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©Jane H. Johann
Bellingham, WA. 2017
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©Jane H. Johann
Bellingham, WA. 2017
21 June 2017 Ted was sitting in the rain. A blue tarp covered his lower half, an umbrella hat deflected the water from his face. The look on his face was one of resigned discouragement. “Good morning, Ted. Are you managing to keep dry?” “Hi, Dennis. The water is running under my tarp. I’m…
Copyright
©Jane H. Johann
Bellingham, WA. 2017
Copyright
©Jane H. Johann
Bellingham, WA. 2017
Copyright
©Jane H. Johann
Bellingham, WA. 2017
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©Jane H. Johann, February, 2016
“Tracks of Progress?”
the howl of the wind
punctuated by the shrill sound of the whistling trains that pass by every hour
warning the multiples of homeless people congregating near the track–
the number is growing…
their human condition seems worse than two years ago…
GET OUT OF THE WAY or BE CRUSHED BY PROGRESS!
a barefooted woman, with disheveled hair,
wearing layers of clothing, weaving in and out of traffic
screaming obscenities at the passing cars
CRAZY PEOPLE–WHAT A NUISANCE!
another shirtless man lays sprawled in the green space surrounding the apartment
groaning and then dropping off to another place–
then groaning…
again…
HOW DARE HE REMIND US OF HIS HUMANITY?
a man with a blackened white shirt
filth-looking slacks, a loose tie hanging around his neck
pacing back and forth without hesitation
clearly distraught
MAYBE THAT TIE SHOULD BE TIGHTER!
Another with his several backpacks
shouldered by his bent body
pushing the bicycle back and forth
up and down the hill
with no place to stop and call home
THEY SHOULD ALL BE LOCKED UP
Several homeless, congregating together
speaking their own language,
sharing where they might get a cup of coffee
as long as they sit quiet and listen to the sermon first
WHAT THEY NEED IS MORALS!
the wind continues to howl, the number of displaced HUMANS are increasing among us
while we parade into our Churches on Sunday mornings, saying,
“There but for the Grace of God goes I…”
REALLY?
I didn’t know God’s grace was limited or that only the lucky ones are chosen
Maybe the HOMELESS are here to nudge us out of our coma of superiority
and wake us to compassion?
Copyright
©Jane H. Johann, 2016
“Shelter for the Homeless”
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Allegedly from a mid-sixteenth-century statement by John Bradford, “There but for the grace of God, goes John Bradford”, in reference to a group of prisoners being led to execution.
A paraphrase from the Bible, 1 Corinthians 15:8-10, which states, “Last of all, as to one born abnormally, he appeared to me. For I am the least of the apostles, not fit to be called an apostle, because I persecuted the church of God. But by the grace of God I am what I am…”.
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